August 11, 2006
Aggressive&..is what he called her. And he liked it. She was the one, that woman, he could sniff it. He was very good at detecting trails&..and that one was leading him to gold. How could he actually get her? She seemed to be the wild kind, from whom you could not expect much, from whom you could certainly not ask much. Why on earth was he falling? He shook his head. That woman was hampering all his efforts to chase his mother's favorite, the Donadieu's daughter. Her eyes, were always there, as if they had been stuck inside his brain.